Joan looked around the room and shook her head, struggling at the restraints even harder than before after what Suzy had said.
"No, please Suzy. What did I do to make you do this to me? This can't be happening. Please take these rings off my nipples. They hurt and I don't want them to be stretched out like that."
"Well, I think they look good like that. And so perfect for slapping and sucking, along with that little cock you call a clit."
Joan had continued looking around the room while she had been talking. I watched the change in her expression as it slowly dawned on her that she had seen this room before.
As my head clears, I begin to realize what is happening. I had heard rumors about this bar and that the owner occasionally assisted in making peoples fantasies come true, but I had never met anyone that had actually experienced that. I had had a fantasy of being in a gang bang for a long time, as well as being "tortured" in a dungeon. My family is from the south and other than my twin, would never have approved of me having sex with a black man, or doing anything with a girl or even having such dark thoughts. I think of some of the videos I have seen in the bar that must have been filmed in this room, and they had all seemed to be done consensually, so likely that had been someone's fantasy. Not many knew what mine was, but one of them must have arranged this. This may be my one and only chance to live it out.
"Wait… I have seen this room before on the TVs in the bar. Those weren't movies were they? Or they were movies filmed here at least. Are you filming me now? Are you going to show it in the bar? Please, you can't do that! You can't let that black man stick his big fat cock in my cunt or my ass. You can't force a cock deep in my throat and make me swallow the hot strings of jizz he shoots inside me. Please don't make me do anything like that."
By the change in tone of Joan's voice, I knew she had figured it out, and she was letting us know that she was ready, which was good. I signaled to Suzy to give her the safe word so that she could continue her fantasy and pretend to struggle and protest. If it did get too intense for her, she just needed to say the safe word for the fantasy to end. I took this opportunity to turn on the big screen TV on the wall. There on the screen, larger than life was a close up of Joan's tits.
"You are going to wear yourself out if you keep struggling like that, and you are gonna need your energy for what is coming up. Now drink some more water. It will make you feel better."
"NOOO. You gave me something in the bar, didn't you?
"Just the shots, Joanie. Here, I'll open a new bottle for you so you can see that it is still sealed. It's just water."
Joan drank about half the bottle, then looked a Suzy again.
"What are you gonna do to me, Suzy? And what's gonna happen to me afterward. We are still in the bar and I have seen all of you. And I know who you are."
Suzy leaned down and whispered into Joan's ear then stood up again.
"I'm not worried about it Joan. All will become clear. And we will do whatever we damn well please to your body. It belongs to us now and we have plenty of ideas about what to do with it."
"You should see your clit if you think your nipples are big!"
"Awww, don't tease her Thom… get a mirror and show her."
Thom pulled a mirror down from the ceiling and angled it so Joan could see her clit and pussy. He reached over and stroked it a few times, then slapped it several times. Joan saw the effect of this is actually causing it to swell and harden. Thom made a slight adjustment to the mirror so Joan can also have a clear view of her stomach and tits.
"I think we need to add some color to that white skin of yours, Joanie… and maybe get those nipples just a bit bigger first. And I am going to personally give that lil cock of yours some attention."
Joan just whimpered as Tasha hooked the suction cups up to her nipples again and started the suction. Suzy took the clit into her mouth and sucked on it for a minute teasing it with her tongue.
"Hmmmm, seems I was right about parts of your body liking women. Your clit seems to have quite enjoyed that attention. Now we just need to add a few clothespins, then you will be ready for some color."
Thom worked on Joan's breasts, pulling the skin out and attaching half a dozen pins around the base. He tightened the ring around each nipple to keep them distended. Cindi attached several pins to each pussy lip, stretching them out first. then began stroking her clit like it was actually a cock. It was having a visible effect on the clit as it swelled and hardened even more. Suzy had gotten one of the crops with a head shaped like a diamond and started slapping at Joan's stomach, nipples, inner thighs, and clit. It wasn't long before red marks began appearing.
"Please, no. I beg you. I have seen videos of girl's bodies that get deformed when their nipples and clits have been so stretched. And people with scars from being whipped."
Tasha attached the suction cups again this time turning up the power a bit higher than the first time. Suzy continued using the crop on any exposed skin.
"Owwwwwww!!! Please don't… stop. My nipples are getting so sensitive. That crop will hurt sooo much."
Finally, the vacuum was turned off and the pressure was released. I saw the tension in Joan's body relax just a bit until Suzy used the long fiberglass handle of the crop on her nipples, then her clit, and back to her nipples. Joan was moaning loudly now and I suspected not all of it was from the pain she was receiving.
"Her clit is really big now and it looks pretty hard. I wouldn't be surprised if it started shooting out jizz. I bet if it had a penis pump in it, we could get it big enough to fuck someone. Hahaha, instead of a guy getting a boob implant, she would be a girl getting a dick implant… a hermale."
Suzy was still using the crop on Joan, concentrating on her clit which had become super sensitive as she just now lay on the table whimpering. She was also slapping at her tits and nipples which caused Joan’s body to jerk slightly with each strike. Finally, Joan's arms and legs were released, and her skirt yanked off as she is stood up. Her arms were still held from behind her.
"There, now we are rid of that last pesky bit of clothing,"
"Please Suzy. I would just die if had scars from being whipped or flogged. And I have only ever been with one guy at a time. I could never take a big black cock in my ass and another in my pussy at the same time and I told you I have never been with a girl. Please, Suzy, don't do any of that to me."
Now that I know for sure that Joan has figured out what is happening and has been given the safe word, I know we can up the intensity. I make a call upstairs and give some instructions to the bartender who will relay my instructions to some others. In the meantime, I watch as they take Joan over to the St. Andrews cross and stretch her out on it. Thom selects one of the floggers hanging on the wall next to it and shows it to Joan.
"This will make that pussy and ass nice and red and tender."
"NO, please no!"
Thom slowly starts spinning the flogger in a circle so the just the tips hit Joan's skin, moving from her pussy to her ass to her back. He hits the back of her legs down to her knees. He inches in closer and closer as more of the flogger makes contact and her skin begins to redden. He finally stops as Tasha grabs a paddle and takes his place. Moving back and forth between cheeks, the red streaks on her ass from the flogger become a solid red. Joan's squirming increases as does her moaning.
Finally, Tasha stops and is replaced by Cindi, who kneels down and starts slowly licking and kissing Joan's ass. Just as Joan's moans seem to change from a moan of pain to one of pleasure, Cindi inserts a probe into her hole and administers a shock, causing Joan to jerk and strain against her restraints. The shock lasts for just a second before it stops and Joan's body sags.